Today was a horrendously long day. It was the first day of school for the students and it is the first time since I got married that I will sleep alone. Slappy is on call overnight, so it's just me, alone. Okay, there might be an amaretto sour in bed with me, but that's it. And it's very quiet and lonely.

What I had forgotten over the course of this long day is that today is also August 14th. Why is that important, you ask? Well, it's Unvalentine's Day. Duh.

My amazingly wonderful husband called and had someone deliver a dozen long-stemmed red roses for me today. So when I got home, overwhelmed by my day and the fact that over the course of the previous 8 hours I had accidentally dropped my breakfast on the ground (and then ate it anyway), had a soda knocked out of my hand and was thus without caffeine, had a vomiting student, was totally incompetent at teaching all. day. long, had a totally pointless psychiatrist appointment which really, is just glorified drug dealing and then was stuck in totally unnecessary traffic, the first thing I saw when I opened the door were those beautiful red roses.

I wish there was a more creative way to say that I love this man, but there's just not. So instead of trying to say something cute or funny, I'm just going to share my favorite poem. Share it with someone you love on this Unvalentine's Day, it captures my love better than any words I have ever been able to string together.

I love youNot only for what you areBut for what I am when I am with you.

I love you Not only for what you have made of yourselfBut for what you are making of me.

I love youFor the part of me that you bring out.

I love you For putting your hand into my heaped-up heartAnd passing over all the foolish, weak thingsThat you can't help dimly see there.And for drawing out into the light all the beautiful belongingsThat no one else had looked quite far enough to find.

I love youBecause you are helping me to make the lumber of my lifeNot a tavern, but a temple. Out of the works of my every day, not a reproach, but a song.

I love youBecause you have done moreThan any creed could have done to make me good.And more than any fate could have done to make me happy.

You have done it without a touch, without a word, without a sign.You have done it by being yourself.

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About Me

I'm a 26 year old former teacher turned full time graduate student. I live in Southern California after a 3 year stint in New Orleans with my husband Slappy (formerly The Fiance) and our cats (yea, we're those people).
In February of 2006 I was diagnosed with Chiari Malformation, which is a fancy way of saying that my brain was too big for my skull (get it? overflowing brain). On November 27th, 2007 I had brain surgery which allows my brain to exist indefinitely in my spinal canal. 13 staples, one cow heart lining and a multitude of doctors and medications later, I'm living a much improved decompressed life.